Still able to roll out the door after another big hotel buffet breakfast, it was not far to go to the ferry terminal. We boarded the largest ferry we’d been on yet for our longest crossing to another island – Sado.
Again, very well secured.
Got to board first, and disembark first too.
More laying around for the voyage, good time to try and stretch some of the sore muscles.
Ready for Island #6, after a lumpy crossing.
Certainly bigger than all the other ferries.
Riding by noon, we had the afternoon around the north of the east shore of the island – before crossing back west over some hills to the central plains. The island looked prosperous and I saw none of the abandoned buildings that we’d become used to during our first seven weeks in Japan.
The northern tip of the eastern side of Sado.
The western side of the island extends further north.
(Rachel’s photo.)
Small islands like this close to shore usually have a shrine – this no exception. The arch under the island different though.
The predominant house style was brown board and batten.
More board and batten, with bonus onions drying. (Rachel’s photo.)
(Rachel’s photo.)
This was a great campsite, but too early in the day and Thomas wasn’t carrying camping gear.
Just about to discover a guy escaped from the city selling tasty donuts out a window of his house. (Rachel’s photo.)
Certainly worth stopping for.
A pleasant 300-odd metre climb took us through mostly forested land, with some rice fields and attempts at erosion control to then drop to the plains.
These were differnt statues to what we were used to seeing at temples.
Certainly were a lot of them.
The sea was a lot calmer when we came to check-in to the campground, conveniently next door to the hotel-onsen that Thomas was staying in.
Tasty dinner that night at a Taiwanese restaurant – little bit more spice than typical Japanese fare.
